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As the firefight settled, Daniel scanned the environment in front of him just to make sure that there were no survivors. If there was one thing American forces liked to know, it was knowing that there was nothing but dead Charlie. A dead tango was the only tango they liked, and with this particular kind, they tended to be nasty and killing them was the best way to make sure they wouldn't do much damage. Those sons of bitches knew what they were doing against the Americans, and boy, did it work. The helicopter right in front of Daniel acted a testament to that. And that was only one out of a hundred instances just like that. As soon as the environment was deemed clear, Daniel put his M16A1 on safe. Right now, bullets were the most important thing someone could have in an environment like this. All but one bullet would go to Charlie, the last one, on the other hand, would go straight back to sender.
Daniel backed up to First Sergeant Davis's position, crouching down and peering at the map from time to time as he got settled. He did figure out their current location pretty well, which was a good thing considering the nature of the situation they were right now. At least they had their bearings, and that was a valuable piece of information. As First Sergeant Davis dictated his instructions and where exactly they were, Sgt. Pope was put on point. Perfect, at least then he would be able to put his skills to use, finding out whatever booby trap they had. As everyone got lined up, Daniel switched his fire selector to semi-automatic, knowing that having firepower at an immediate notice was a very valuable asset.
Daniel took out his compass and pointed himself due east, signaling for everyone to line up on him as he commenced the traversing towards the river. "Alright guys, on me! We're going to take this nice and easy." He said, pointing his gun and walking forward, careful to maintain his proper footing. He had to be on high alert constantly, never knew when there could be one of those damned traps. It was unlikely this close to here, but it was better safe than sorry.
Daniel backed up to First Sergeant Davis's position, crouching down and peering at the map from time to time as he got settled. He did figure out their current location pretty well, which was a good thing considering the nature of the situation they were right now. At least they had their bearings, and that was a valuable piece of information. As First Sergeant Davis dictated his instructions and where exactly they were, Sgt. Pope was put on point. Perfect, at least then he would be able to put his skills to use, finding out whatever booby trap they had. As everyone got lined up, Daniel switched his fire selector to semi-automatic, knowing that having firepower at an immediate notice was a very valuable asset.
Daniel took out his compass and pointed himself due east, signaling for everyone to line up on him as he commenced the traversing towards the river. "Alright guys, on me! We're going to take this nice and easy." He said, pointing his gun and walking forward, careful to maintain his proper footing. He had to be on high alert constantly, never knew when there could be one of those damned traps. It was unlikely this close to here, but it was better safe than sorry.
Daniel shook his head and blinked twice as he came to after a rather abrupt crash. He was disoriented, unable to discern where exactly he was or how exactly this situation came to him. It was a wonder how he had survived this crash, from how he was feeling - this was definitely a big crash. There was a pounding ring in his head, dizziness being prevalent as he tried to stand up. However, he had to snap out of it soon. They were probably deep into Charlie territory and they didn't know it. As he slowly came to, he saw the extent of the damage that had been done to the helicopter as it made its final landing here. He could see the mangled remains of those only a few feet in front of him, making him sigh in relief - but at the same time it was a curse, assuming they were deep in enemy territory. If they were overrun, death was a better fate than what Charlie was capable of. Daniel would take death over any Vietnamese torture any day. As he moved to get out of the wreckage, he couldn't help but to take one more quick glance at another dead body. The sheer disfigurement of it was absolutely unfathomable.
He eventually came to fully, his senses operating like they were before the crash. The first thing he had to do when he disembarked from the wreckage was find the survivors of the crash. Luckily, they weren't too far away, literally right there after a few moments worth of traveling. He joined up with the survivors, checking his equipment once he got against some cover. Everything seemed to be intact for the most part, which was good. He was way better off after the crash than some people. Their local leader said that there was Charlie swarming all over the place, which was the last thing Daniel wanted to hear. With a heavy presence of Charlie usually meant there was little to no presence of US forces. This was bad, they were pretty much alone in this area, which meant they had to fight to the skin of their teeth to even have a chance of making it out of here alive. Places like these was where Charlie killed the most people. Booby traps, ambushes, and the lot were very effective against American forces. The Americans were in Charlie's backyard and they knew it, but here they were being slaughtered right there.
As Ryan gave the directive of firing as soon as the grenade went off, Daniel nodded as he pulled the charging handle on his M16, making sure a round was chambered. Having it on full-auto wasn't a good idea, one bullet, at the very most two for every enemy they saw. If one Charlie was spotted, there was almost always an unfathomable amount accompanying them. The worst part is, especially with the Vietcong, nobody knew where they came from or how they traveled. The tunnels were a bitch to figure out. He ducked underneath the wreckage, watching their leader chuck a grenade at the enemy. As soon as he heard it explode he popped up, aiming for the first enemy he saw and squeezing off a couple of rounds.
He eventually came to fully, his senses operating like they were before the crash. The first thing he had to do when he disembarked from the wreckage was find the survivors of the crash. Luckily, they weren't too far away, literally right there after a few moments worth of traveling. He joined up with the survivors, checking his equipment once he got against some cover. Everything seemed to be intact for the most part, which was good. He was way better off after the crash than some people. Their local leader said that there was Charlie swarming all over the place, which was the last thing Daniel wanted to hear. With a heavy presence of Charlie usually meant there was little to no presence of US forces. This was bad, they were pretty much alone in this area, which meant they had to fight to the skin of their teeth to even have a chance of making it out of here alive. Places like these was where Charlie killed the most people. Booby traps, ambushes, and the lot were very effective against American forces. The Americans were in Charlie's backyard and they knew it, but here they were being slaughtered right there.
As Ryan gave the directive of firing as soon as the grenade went off, Daniel nodded as he pulled the charging handle on his M16, making sure a round was chambered. Having it on full-auto wasn't a good idea, one bullet, at the very most two for every enemy they saw. If one Charlie was spotted, there was almost always an unfathomable amount accompanying them. The worst part is, especially with the Vietcong, nobody knew where they came from or how they traveled. The tunnels were a bitch to figure out. He ducked underneath the wreckage, watching their leader chuck a grenade at the enemy. As soon as he heard it explode he popped up, aiming for the first enemy he saw and squeezing off a couple of rounds.
Name: Daniel "Danny/Danno" Pope
Age: 28
Gender: Male
Rank: Sergeant
Ethnicity/Nationality: Caucasian-American
Physical Description:
Daniel stands 6'2" and weighs in at about 195 lbs. His time in the military has given him quite a hard and toned frame as a result, which can be seen here. As a result of the sun that constantly beats down on Vietnam, Daniel has tanned slightly despite his ethnicity's stereotype of not tanning very easily.
Skillset: Danny is capable of keeping a cool head in times of extreme stress, able to dictate orders rationally if needed to. He also has experience in recognizing NVA/VC strategies and being able to figure out a way to counter them if he needs to. He is trained as a rifleman.
History:
Daniel Pope was born in San Francisco, California on April 17th, 1939 to a nurse and a soon-to-be World War 2 veteran, who would be fighting against the Japanese during the Allied Powers' island-hopping stint. He had one older sister, and a younger brother that would come along within some time. After his dad came home from the war, he had a relatively normal upbringing, definitely filled with stories about his time in the war. As a result, Danny had been really particular towards the military. His dad was his hero growing up, and pretty much inspired his conscription into the military.
As soon as he graduated high school, he immediately enlisted into the Army, where he was sent to boot camp. His enlistment allowed him some time in between for him to get acquainted with the military setting, base life and whatnot. Being on a base was also where he would meet his wife, Marie Thompson in 1960. With her, he would have a daughter born in 1961. However, in 1963 he received a letter that pretty much told him he would be going to Vietnam. The timing of the letter was rather unfortunate, as he had a second daughter along the way, but he knew his duty as a soldier. He had served two tours previously before coming to the 1st Cavalry, bringing along his expertise and familiarity with the operation of the Vietcong and NVA.
Equipment:
Age: 28
Gender: Male
Rank: Sergeant
Ethnicity/Nationality: Caucasian-American
Physical Description:
Daniel stands 6'2" and weighs in at about 195 lbs. His time in the military has given him quite a hard and toned frame as a result, which can be seen here. As a result of the sun that constantly beats down on Vietnam, Daniel has tanned slightly despite his ethnicity's stereotype of not tanning very easily.
Skillset: Danny is capable of keeping a cool head in times of extreme stress, able to dictate orders rationally if needed to. He also has experience in recognizing NVA/VC strategies and being able to figure out a way to counter them if he needs to. He is trained as a rifleman.
History:
Daniel Pope was born in San Francisco, California on April 17th, 1939 to a nurse and a soon-to-be World War 2 veteran, who would be fighting against the Japanese during the Allied Powers' island-hopping stint. He had one older sister, and a younger brother that would come along within some time. After his dad came home from the war, he had a relatively normal upbringing, definitely filled with stories about his time in the war. As a result, Danny had been really particular towards the military. His dad was his hero growing up, and pretty much inspired his conscription into the military.
As soon as he graduated high school, he immediately enlisted into the Army, where he was sent to boot camp. His enlistment allowed him some time in between for him to get acquainted with the military setting, base life and whatnot. Being on a base was also where he would meet his wife, Marie Thompson in 1960. With her, he would have a daughter born in 1961. However, in 1963 he received a letter that pretty much told him he would be going to Vietnam. The timing of the letter was rather unfortunate, as he had a second daughter along the way, but he knew his duty as a soldier. He had served two tours previously before coming to the 1st Cavalry, bringing along his expertise and familiarity with the operation of the Vietcong and NVA.
Equipment:
- M16A1 Assault Rifle
- Colt M1911A1
- M1942 Machete
- Gerber MkII Combat Knife
- Standard-Issue Army Fatigues, Boots, Load Bearer, and Helmet
- Backpack with god knows what inside.
- Picture of his wife and two daughters as a personal effect
- Fingerless gloves just in case he sweat too much for him to hold his gun properly
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I'm allowing an ARVN translator to tag along with the survivors, if you're interested. After some extensive research, one being there seems perfectly plausible.
Can I introduce them a little bit later in the story? I feel like creating an American soldier right now.
Shout out to @idlehands for the character from San Jose. That's where I am! xD
I can assist in figuring out how the NVA and Vietcong worked. I might be up for a role as an enemy commander in addition to the U.S role if I'm allowed to.
Vietnam in Color on Netflix really does help if any of you guys are curious.
Vietnam in Color on Netflix really does help if any of you guys are curious.
Oh I am so in!
I'm actually of Vietnamese descent with family who have actually been in the war, so this speaks to me on a personal level, and it could be very interesting! :)
Not to mention I've actually been to Vietnam a countless amount of times and am a little bit familiar with the language.
I'm actually of Vietnamese descent with family who have actually been in the war, so this speaks to me on a personal level, and it could be very interesting! :)
Not to mention I've actually been to Vietnam a countless amount of times and am a little bit familiar with the language.
Bump!
I will try to conjure up something tomorrow.
EDIT: Turns out I can't really think of anything yet again :/
Go ahead and move it on without me.
EDIT: Turns out I can't really think of anything yet again :/
Go ahead and move it on without me.
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